“Too much?” he asked, but his voice said he didn’t care.

“No,” I whispered. “Don’t stop.”

He slapped my tit. Then the other. Light at first, then harder. My skin turned pink. I loved it. Loved this mean side of him. The one that didn’t treat me like a fragile stepdaughter.

Marcus pulled out again and dragged me to the edge of the bed. He stood up and shoved his cock back in my mouth. I tasted myself all over him. He fucked my throat while his fingers plunged into my pussy. Three fingers stretching me wide.

“Gonna film this soon,” he said, voice rough. “Show you how fucking pretty...